No One's POV
The security guards at the Louvre museum in Paris noticed many things.
They noticed the young boy with shaggy black hair come in with his cellphone trying to get a signal.
They noticed the young couple who came in taking pictures everywhere with their camera. The blonde boy and black haired girl was the perfect picture of couple happiness.
They noticed when a petite red head came in with a black canvas art bag.
And of course they noticed the young new blonde haired tour guide Aline.
But of course, they never noticed everything.
JPOV
Jace and Isabelle were smiling and laughing as they watched how stupid the guards were.
They were taking pictures not of themselves but the video cameras and positioning of the doors.
And their brother, Alec had been taking pictures of the positions of the guards.
Not that they noticed.
Because Jace, Alec and Isabelle had been trained to be invisible but seen.
Because that's what spies do.
CPOV
Clary walked into the Louvre slowly holding back a smile as she watched her plan fall into place. She and her cousin Aline had been casing (surveying) the Louvre for weeks waiting for the perfect moment.
She walked up to the front desk to do a bag check.
"Bonjour" the brunette behind the desk said politely as Clary placed her "Art Bag" down on the counter in front of the women.
"Bonjour" Clary said in perfect French. Both she and Aline spoke Latin, German, French, Spanish, Italian, Polish and a few others.
The lady quickly looked through her bag for any "Suspicious Items". But a good spy knew that you sometimes had to get the tools needed not have them with you.
Clary nodded her head in thanks when the lady was done and left for the Monet room, where the painting she was about to steal was being held.
As she walked down the hallway to the Monet room she accidently bumped into Aline the "tour guide".
"Sorry" Clary said as her hand brushed Aline's and Aline handed her a small metal rod the size of a toothpick but as thick as a pencil.
Aline ignored her and continued to tell the eager tourists about the painting by Leonardo DaVinci.
She walked in to the Monet room and over to the painting in the far end of the room.
The painting's name: Dazzling Dancer.
It showed a little girl practicing her dance moves in a room on one side but on the other it showed the same dancer older now dancing across the stage.
She was stealing this particular painting because it had been illegally imported to this country and was going to be returned to its original owner. Not that the Louvre knew about it.
Clary looked around as she waited for a certain moment. Her eyes instantly zoned in on Isabelle and Jace Lightwood?
She giggled quietly as she watched them do the same thing Aline and herself had done just weeks ago.
The Lightwood and Fairchild families had been in...competition to put it lightly for years.
She shook her head of her thoughts as four busloads of tourists came in at the same time due to an "accidental" overbooking by Aline.
Everyone rushed around. The guards tried to keep everyone in place and the tour guides tried to keep their groups together.
Clary waited for the guard in the room to turn his back.
"Now or never" Clary muttered as she slipped the metal rod on the weight sensor in the back. She expertly removed just the painting itself from the frame , rolled it up stuck it into the secret compartment of her bag and placed at card in the frame with a big golden letter on it.
An "F' for Fairchild had been perfectly hand drawn into the centre of the card.
She walked out of the room before the guard turned around. She got her bag checked once more.
Time was ticking the metal rod would fall out any second now and the weight sensitive sensors would go off.
And the cameras? Well, the dash board for the cameras had been "accidently" turned off in the Monet room two hours ago.
She walked out the door and down the steps just as a shrill and loud alarm sounded in the building.
About a minute later footsteps sounded behind her and she turned around to see Aline throwing off her tour guides jacket.
They shared a smile and took off around the corner.
Clary was just about to turn the corner completely when she felt eyes on them.
She turned to see the Lightwoods looking very pissed staring at them.
Clary blew them a kiss and then with a wave disappeared into the streets of France.
No One's POV:
Clary and Aline may have noticed the Lightwoods watching them but they didn't notice that a man in a black car watched them carefully or when the man's driver said "That's them Sir".
Because of course they never noticed everything.